A beelzebub poem by cauchy3

A Beelzebub
We are words under books

Eggs may born out from Gooses

Beyond the shores fishes are free

Two copies and patents are meet


Single items are men in beefs

Bees in two nets as been!

Lines in bees are free from slaves

Please their self-land to called!


Mortals are divided to solemnity to more

Free fishes are away from trolls

Garden has pretty flowers in nodes

We can be two happy modes


Hearts on flames but toes on lines!

Do mortals are ashes but guns for visors

Rules are bubbles and sins are devils

One big abuse is pinkos visions


Who feed on bloods with fisher s acts

Great rides on truths are causes

Schisms awoke this subject in effects

On today for today we have wars in feasts


Cauchy, Cauchy may bents on glories

Pleasures are thirsty but times are gone

Clever are shrewdness and snows are fast

Substitute of hopes but poor are found


Bad factors are stem to factors

Stems are entrances of bleeding far

Proximations are breeding on freedoms

With no just paths are reefs


Thoughts are prowess on angry winds

Pseuds are males with motors on hairs

Gardens are crown with melons in airs

Bogies are snakes to bad proximity




by cheung shun sang=cauchy3
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